the fucking headache and on off fever is seriously killing me! fuck!

we'll see how long it will take you to remember someone who is sick.

lalala. short update:

i've been doing every single thing 'cept for studying. clubbing, mj-ing, drinking, bufffet-ing, alcohol-ing, schooling, working, chilling, meeting up etc etc.

all in all, i'm so screwed! haha.

a sudden depressing mood came over me.

anyways i happily pushed off my deployment. so hmm. what should i be doing for the weekends?

i'm in awe. MJ is simply incredible. how did he managed to sing like that, or even dance like that at the age of 50? i am impressed. by his talent, to be able to dance and sing; the effort he put in to want to make his concert as perfect as possible; the thought to even let others shine on HIS stage. why didnt anyone know about his health conditions before? why didnt anyone notice the loneliness that was in his heart all the while? why did such a talented person leave so soon? i mean, do you even care about the world, the earth, the trees and flowers, the people as much as he did? such a kind hearted soul yet to be shadowed by the littlest mistakes that he did. to try to look perfect he underwent so so much surgery. in the name of perfection, to be called a freak, a monster. how bad can it hurt? or should i say how bad it WILL hurt.

i took some time to finally manage to find some of his photos during his golden moments.

perfection kills. doesn't it?